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Seventeen galaxies ago there was a meteor-strike

Dalia

Seventeen galaxies ago there was a meteor-strike.
If you could be ever-loving backward,
The story would have just begun:

We cozied on ship to a land far away.
We encountered sea-grudges and serpents and kindled paths unspoken.

Little were the wells that quelled that ocean.
This odyssey is well-known,
And we can only revisit it unique.

Levered markers dipped into the cast,
Forming a colossus of wind-speared servitude.
We sliced up meat for this, and fed it to the dogs.

We couldn’t be nixed like a candle,
So we just hurried forth,
More stranded by the river than phased by the quake.
It didn’t stand to deliver,
So we eddied forth.

We were continuous
For the love we never got to try

We couldn’t close our eyes
We couldn’t fail to notice what was beached there before us
We couldn’t help but hold what is remarkable

So we alighted onto the shore
Donning our pirate’s garb, pocketing the keys to the hold
And clambered down into the great white depth
Raking and wading and plashing forward

So we came closer and of course we found treasure
But it’s not anything you would think
It’s not lace or snakeskins or coffers or coats
It’s just, you know, with a shrug

I won’t try to remember what happened, but what remains is here,
sandy and straightforward
We stand humbled, rectified,
With eyes like prisms
But we could not stand still once more

Until we hoisted away
Carried off our knowledge
Transferred our abilities
To the hope’s once more important tribute

Gingerly treading along,
In toto we sallied out.
These directions will find us where we were last time,
Energizing to the habit,
And not really spending the lot of one’s career
Ever wondering what might happen without such waste
The exams and future had no effect on me

We met the Kraken, we met the maven,
We met the fairy and the pharaoh
I played my fancies on the Aeolian harp.

We bring them back caulked in bottles
But it’s all a maelstrom still,
waiting to be told.

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12/12/2008 05:55:00 AM



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Fred (premature academic)
Dalia (not afraid of nothing)
Drew (sub-creator)
Ryan (tangling futures)
Daisy (tap the sun)
Matt (two-line king)
Nick (rats and wreckage)

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